Relief flooded Ella as Marken began to urge her away from reliving her memories & insisted they should change the subject. She agreed with her fiance full-heartedly, turning to face him as she pulled her chemise back on correctly. Moving to the sofa, she didn't bother to redress, but wrapped the blanket around her shoulders & sat down on the side. She was trying to think of something to say, at least without needing more alcohol.

"Tell me about your childhood," Ella finally announced, curling her body up inside her blanket, "What were you like when you were little? Were you quiet, or a little brat?"